The Red Crow Lyrics
| Song | The Red Crow |
| Artist | Moemaw Naedon |
| Artist | Billy Hoyle |
| Album | Travel Through |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Moemaw Naedon | |
| 作曲 : Moemaw Naedon/Billy Hoyle | |
| up in the city where the planet freeze | |
| and the sun barely poke through the canopy | |
| where the people talking more than they doing shit | |
| speaking to me stupid acting like im new at this | |
| they seek approval, kid, from their bosses | |
| before they say that its dope they tread cautious | |
| your whole team looking like its | |
| a bunch of ****ing sheep waiting for guidance | |
| the space pirate in the earth to air you out | |
| it turned out y'all aint worth a breath exhaled from mouth | |
| so bring your skills out its about to be a tragedy | |
| like some ****ed up construction on a balcony | |
| my rhyme spit venomous the style master crafted with the penmanship | |
| you tried to sell your should but aint nobody buying it | |
| you corny like a rookie act announcing their retirement | |
| *this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but **** you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes | |
| now while i smack blood out the phono graph | |
| you need to sit back and unfold your map | |
| what the **** you still doing here | |
| you trying to set this shit back a ****ing hundred years | |
| theres not enough beers to dump inside my face | |
| forget about you ****s numb the pain and hibernate | |
| medicate, i been in that trap though | |
| i made it out, still choking on the shrapnel | |
| i been my own worst enemy | |
| since the first day thats ingrained in my memory | |
| deadly remedies to muffle up the voices | |
| looking back they was some ****ed up choices | |
| hip hop let the head breath | |
| the head nod set speed that the chest beat | |
| now picture this middle finger in my outré | |
| while y'all sit and try to figure out your clown show | |
| *this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but **** you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes |
| zuo ci : Moemaw Naedon | |
| zuo qu : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
| up in the city where the planet freeze | |
| and the sun barely poke through the canopy | |
| where the people talking more than they doing shit | |
| speaking to me stupid acting like im new at this | |
| they seek approval, kid, from their bosses | |
| before they say that its dope they tread cautious | |
| your whole team looking like its | |
| a bunch of ing sheep waiting for guidance | |
| the space pirate in the earth to air you out | |
| it turned out y' all aint worth a breath exhaled from mouth | |
| so bring your skills out its about to be a tragedy | |
| like some ed up construction on a balcony | |
| my rhyme spit venomous the style master crafted with the penmanship | |
| you tried to sell your should but aint nobody buying it | |
| you corny like a rookie act announcing their retirement | |
| this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes | |
| now while i smack blood out the phono graph | |
| you need to sit back and unfold your map | |
| what the you still doing here | |
| you trying to set this shit back a ing hundred years | |
| theres not enough beers to dump inside my face | |
| forget about you s numb the pain and hibernate | |
| medicate, i been in that trap though | |
| i made it out, still choking on the shrapnel | |
| i been my own worst enemy | |
| since the first day thats ingrained in my memory | |
| deadly remedies to muffle up the voices | |
| looking back they was some ed up choices | |
| hip hop let the head breath | |
| the head nod set speed that the chest beat | |
| now picture this middle finger in my outre | |
| while y' all sit and try to figure out your clown show | |
| this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes |
| zuò cí : Moemaw Naedon | |
| zuò qǔ : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
| up in the city where the planet freeze | |
| and the sun barely poke through the canopy | |
| where the people talking more than they doing shit | |
| speaking to me stupid acting like im new at this | |
| they seek approval, kid, from their bosses | |
| before they say that its dope they tread cautious | |
| your whole team looking like its | |
| a bunch of ing sheep waiting for guidance | |
| the space pirate in the earth to air you out | |
| it turned out y' all aint worth a breath exhaled from mouth | |
| so bring your skills out its about to be a tragedy | |
| like some ed up construction on a balcony | |
| my rhyme spit venomous the style master crafted with the penmanship | |
| you tried to sell your should but aint nobody buying it | |
| you corny like a rookie act announcing their retirement | |
| this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes | |
| now while i smack blood out the phono graph | |
| you need to sit back and unfold your map | |
| what the you still doing here | |
| you trying to set this shit back a ing hundred years | |
| theres not enough beers to dump inside my face | |
| forget about you s numb the pain and hibernate | |
| medicate, i been in that trap though | |
| i made it out, still choking on the shrapnel | |
| i been my own worst enemy | |
| since the first day thats ingrained in my memory | |
| deadly remedies to muffle up the voices | |
| looking back they was some ed up choices | |
| hip hop let the head breath | |
| the head nod set speed that the chest beat | |
| now picture this middle finger in my outré | |
| while y' all sit and try to figure out your clown show | |
| this aint the same house that i used to know | |
| while we sit back and watch it all erode | |
| i cant argue that time is money though | |
| and i know its a fact i aint got a lot of both | |
| but you and your one shot money scheme | |
| i do this shit cause' it runs through my blood stream | |
| unseen like the red crow | |
| i cant invest in the company of foes |
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